Clocks move backwards, time stops and repeats itself.
Mondays fade into Fridays
November sunlight sinks into the horizon
As I wrap up in last years coat and scarf.
I’m not worried about it snowing this year,
My body won’t be moving
Even though my mind is running marathons.
Time stops and repeats itself.
I stay up too late
Dry swallowing a pill to help me sleep –
Maybe I’ll sleep the next day away.
Deadlines flash with enthusiasm I left behind in September
I sink like the sun, fading into nothingness
Just to rise the next day
And do it all over again.
I wish to move backwards, or even leap forward
But I am frozen in this winter
As time stops and continues to repeat itself.